The Past Week: I got an on-an-off fever and flu, lost my voice, gone thru slaps, heaved thru late awakenings, and siphoned thru REMS 9th-13th that reminded me of my different situations or predicaments or coincidences. I am way past those points, and should be moving on holding on to. memories marching towards trajectories.

Humans do have the most un-conjuring concepts of emotions.

The downfall of those who can not openly handle it that long. of brainwaves who are of not your average sized ones. of simplicities different from yours. whose lives are entwined into fulfilling wishes,, idealism and reality into one,, coming forth into 4D dimensions of action and genius creations into truth.

There. Glowing in the horizon.

{ music } nothing in particular
{ mood } growling

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